[Someone arrogantly prays for immortality,]
[Little did he know that his life had been integrated into the lives of others.]
[I only vaguely remembered that many simulations ago, my eyes seemed not to be so cold, and my attitude towards life was far less frivolous than it is now.]
[…]
[——But why do you want me to carry so many undead souls?] [——But why do you want me to see such a purgatory?]
[I will bury the people who follow me in the country buried in ice and snow.] [This is the boundary of their native land.] Day 292 of the war.
You gradually complete other tasks for humans to enter [two dimensions] and set up some special programs. Day and night are constantly changing between time rotations, and you walk alone between death.
"..."
On the battlefield with flags flying, you look up and see the endless wildfires. People's cries and pleas for help pour into your ears and fill your chest. You feel unspeakable bitterness.
It turns out that the passing of life is just a matter of a moment. It is gone in a flash, and it is not as gentle and sentimental as written in the epic.
It turns out that you can really see the death of tens of millions of people with your own eyes.
It turns out that when you kill an enemy, what you feel is not refreshment, but heaviness and fear. "Save, save me..." "You are the embodiment of the will of the world, please save us..."
"Actor...Lord Akto..."
The color of blood shines through from behind the gauze. You stand between the injured and patients, watching their lives pass by. The cries for help in your ears are loud and loud, and you cannot hear any laughter.
Staring at the gray wall, you suddenly want to run away at this moment.
You can actually ignore them, or you can activate the Dawn System without taking your own life. You still have a chance to escape.
When you hesitate, a child slowly looks up. His skin is surrounded by blood-colored gauze, leaving only a pair of dark eyes looking at you.
"...God, my lord." He called you like this. Even though his arms were broken, he still rubbed his young body, crawling towards you like a dying worm.
"Crack". The black and white family portrait fell from the child's pocket. It was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
You think of that little soldier who died before your eyes a long time ago.
Then you think of the moon again, think of Qi, think of Tredia. Think of the dawn system cast by your lifespan. Think of the black and white tombstone and candy jar.
The bronze pocket watch with a gold chain trembled slightly on your waist, making a clicking sound. You lowered your eyes. "It's over."
You muttered to yourself, with sobs coming out of your throat. You clenched your hands into fists and slowly knocked on your heart, "I can't escape..."
On the 304th day of the disaster, a girl with green eyes was brought to you. Her name was Dong Anan. Her whole body was tied up, but her eyes were extremely tense.
She is a good experimental subject, a common girl. As for why she was reduced to becoming an experimental subject, you don't care.
You find that she has always been very quiet. Even though you performed a painful mechanical test, she never said a word.
"You never seem to ask me questions. For example, why should I do experiments on you and when can you leave?" you said.
Under the bright light, the instrument makes a beeping sound, and you push the needle in your hand to push out the liquid. The girl is lying on the experimental bed, her whole body bound by straps.
Her pupils trembled slightly, and her chin raised slightly: "I am not interested in my future. Akto, you killed my relatives during the century cataclysm, and I have lived my whole life to kill you. The reason why I was tied into your laboratory was because I kicked your stone statue, so I was arrested by your soldiers in the name of "disrespecting the gods."
"Do you remember Cataclysm of the Century?" You were surprised.
The ends of her beautiful eyes twitched slightly: "I have a little impression."
You don’t remember who her relatives are. You won’t kill innocent people indiscriminately. If her relatives die at your hands, that relative must have targeted you first. But there is no proof of this kind of thing, so it’s unclear.
If she hates it, then hate it.
When you untied her, she bit the back of your hand without hesitation.
Her limbs were limp, only her teeth were sharp, like a
The wild cat is exhausting all means of revenge. She is biting the skin on the back of your hand crazily, as if destroying your hand will satisfy her, revealing hysterical despair and anger.
You looked at her calmly until your left hand was bitten until it was bloody and bloody. She hesitated and let go.
Under the bright incandescent lamp, her green eyes were like the swaying shadows of flowers, glowing with an extremely beautiful color.
"Why..." didn't you push me away? Her mouth moved, and it was full of your blood.
"Dong An'an, I need you." You said: "I want to print out qualified personality data from you as a two-dimensional anti-virus program. This requires your will to cooperate with me."
"Why did you choose me?" she said coldly.
"All initial values in [two-dimensional] must be connected on the basis of [three-dimensional], so I need to constantly simulate appropriate initial world values. I must keep these two dimensions in a coherent state when they first come into contact, [ The same goes for the anti-virus program in [2D]. I need to find someone who is in tune with [3D], and you are the most suitable person I have ever seen." You said.
"I don't understand." She frowned. "Stupid." You said. Dong Anan gritted his teeth and said nothing.
And you just looked at her lightly.
"Dong An'an, if you promise me, then I can be killed by you before I die of old age to satisfy your desire for revenge." You said: "This time will not be too far away. At most, by the end of this year, I will open [II] In this world, I will run out of vitality and die of old age quickly."
You saw her expression change from anger to confusion, and finally she was completely shocked by you. Maybe she didn't understand why you, who had supreme power, would be determined to die.
"You..." she said. "Do you agree?" you said.
"Why should I believe that you will die..." Her pupils trembled.
"Because I like to see everyone alive. Are you satisfied with this reason?" You said lightly.
She didn't speak.
You hugged her, gave her the link device, started to imprint her values, and let her bite your shoulders and collarbone like a little lunatic. She still seemed to hate you.
"If you hate me, then hate me..." On the 312th day of the war, you sat in a wheelchair and coughed.
The aging of the soul makes you often forget how to stand and walk. Most of the time, you need a wheelchair to help you move.
You have configured an administrator account and a personal AI to assist your bionic body in its actions. You named it "Xiko".
Dong An'an has become more obedient. Maybe she saw you working all night. She realized that you are really not a selfish person.
Sometimes, you will take her out to relax, and she will help you push the wheelchair. It is winter now, and the trees everywhere have long withered into the shape of fire sticks. Only a few flaming red wintersweets are blooming in the wind and snow.
Your reflections flicker in the puddles, covered with a layer of crystal mist.
"...I'm sorry, I still hate you." Dong Anan lowered his head and looked at you.
She still can't let go of her hatred. You killed all her relatives. If she doesn't hate you, it would be a betrayal to her.
"It doesn't matter, I will leave it to you to kill when the time comes." You said.
You are destined to die at the end of the year. In this case, it is better to stab her twice before she dies. This is a zero-cost thing. You don't want her murderous intention to deteriorate, so the data will not be perfect.
She is in pain every time she is rubbed. You think it is right to pay something to her. "Can you make a contract? You promise to allow me to take revenge." Dong Anan said.
"Of course." You said, "The inextricable killing intent in your soul is exactly why I value you as an anti-virus program."
You reach out and hook up with her.
"I allow you to kill me, Dong An'an." You said: "If one day, you find that I have changed, you are also welcome to kill me."
This is a very ridiculous murderous contract. If you put it outside, it will only make people laugh. But both parties to the contract are very serious. Your eyes met, and her hands were shaking.
You hold her hand, and her hand is covered with scars and frostbite. This is a girl in the apocalypse, and her skin cannot be smooth and delicate.
You rubbed her rough fingertips to signal her to calm down.
"The person who was killed" looked calm, "The murderer
"But he was trembling so much, as if his status had been changed.
——What a ridiculous and solemn contract, full of twisted and ugly obsession and murderous intent. It makes people unable to see the slightest beauty, but it is so firm that it cannot be destroyed.
Humanity needs your life to open [two dimensions], and it also needs her as an "antivirus program". None of you are indispensable.
The last afterglow of the night sinks slowly, and the last trace falls behind you. Her eyes are like a shell that has been cracked open, and the light is reflected in tiny pieces.
"I'm sorry," she said. "It's okay," you said. "The wound I bit out...does it still hurt?" she asked in a low voice.
"There are too many wounds, I forgot." You said. On the 318th day of the war, you met Noah, who had been missing for a long time.
When you almost fainted in the laboratory, Noah suddenly appeared and helped you.
"You still can't trust me? Doesn't it mean that your ideas are contrary to mine?" You gasped and looked at him with a smile.
You saw extremely complex emotions in his eyes, with bitterness. His cold hand touched your forehead, and then let go as if he was electrocuted.
His eyes caressed your thick dark circles, your face as pale as paper, and your body as skinny as bones. Anger appeared on his face.
"Do you have to die? Do you have to push yourself to death?" Noah asked you. He took you to the rooftop and took you to enjoy the breeze.
The wind on the rooftop was extremely cold, swaying the iron frame, and the sound of steel became a thin line in my mind. The boundless curtain shrouded everything in the world, and his blond hair fluttered in the wind, as if it was tumbling wantonly. Tongues of fire.
You were surprised that Noah actually knew that you were going to die after you hid it from almost everyone.
"If you don't cherish your life, you will regret it sooner or later." Most of his face was hidden in the night, like the silence before the storm.
And you just smiled and said: "If I can avoid death, of course I don't want to die." Noah looked at your face. He seemed to be restrained, and his expression was very lonely.
His voice was very slow:
"Asa. I have always had a dream... that is to become a bird. Freedom and unrestraint are the qualities I admire most. It would be too bad to die for any responsibility or for any emotion. So I hate that you have changed. Become such a person."
In the cold night wind, he stretched out his hand towards you:
"You still have a chance. Come with me and leave here. I will take you to the most free place. Don't worry about anything."
You have never seen him look so solemn.
His palms have no rough scars or frostbite, and are a pair of well-protected hands. He has great strength and can easily protect himself in troubled times. Naturally, he cannot understand your sacrifice.
That hand is very close to you...you can hold it without you leaning forward or using any force. In the palm of your hand, there seems to be a glorious tomorrow.
As long as you hold it, it's fine. As long as you... hold it, it's fine. You stretched out your hand and gently placed it on his palm.
The moment you took his hand, you felt like you had turned into a bird. The night wind was like the feathers growing on your arms, making a "swish" sound in the quiet night. You saw the look in his eyes that was like tears of joy. Excited, but after a moment of silence, you still spoke:
"Sorry." "I can't go with you." "..."
At this moment, it seems as if a gust of wind blows into you and completely blows it away.
"You can never control what you gain or lose in this life." You said, "Respect my decision. Go and pursue your freedom. Aren't you a flying bird? No matter what I do."
Noah's hand instantly lost all heat.
His gaze was focused on the city-state below, and then on to the battlefields and ruins in the distance. He suddenly felt an afterthought of pain, bitter, desperate, and rolling emotions clinging to his heart.
He finally realized that you were really irredeemable to him. "Okay." He said.
"Then if [two-dimensional] is opened, will you enter it and help me manage humans and protect them?" You said.
"Humph." Noah smiled coldly:
"When [two-dimensional] is turned on and I see your bionic body for the first time, I will definitely catch him and beat him up."
"Please feel free, I'm sure he won't be angry." You said.
Noah said: "But before that, please enjoy your last time with peace of mind and don't tire yourself out again..."
Before he finished speaking, you had already fallen backwards.
He stretched out his hand and pulled your body to his side, making you sleep more comfortably. You couldn't see the complicated look in his eyes.
Before falling into a drowsy sleep, you heard his vague voice ringing in your ears, mixed with choked sobs.
"...stupid, so stupid."
"Why should you die for an illusory spring..." "If it were me, I wouldn't..." The war started for 332 days.
You have completed the final work.
Today is December 30th, Year 1 of the Cataclysm, the penultimate day of [2D]. It is also the penultimate day of your life.
In the past few months, you have created some androids. For example, Teredia's androids and Yue's androids. In this way, it is as if they are still alive beside you.
All the work is done, you open a copy of "On the Origins of Human Beliefs and Inequality" and read the last book in your life.
After experiencing thousands of simulations, your soul life has been very long. You have experienced so many things that you have forgotten many things.
What are your hobbies? What was the first book you read? Which story impressed you the most? Which piece of music is your favorite...
These "personal" hobbies have long been blurred in your memory.
Some people say that there are countless "personal hobbies", such as what games you like, what songs you like, what TV series you like...these add up to form a "person". This is proof that a "person" is different from other people.
But you have forgotten those things that are uniquely yours.
——You have long been forcibly pulled out of the category of "human" and have been nailed to people's focused gaze. Your flesh and blood have withered in the statue, showing the appearance of steel and stone sculpture. Nothing unique to you can Awaken the burden in your soul.
"It was me who chose this road that bound me." "It was me who chose this responsibility." "So, I became an empty shell and became a god..."
You close the book in your hand, it is no longer interesting in your eyes. Thousands of sails have passed through your eyes, and nothing can surprise you.
"...is what I wish." Ginkgo leaves fall on your shoulders. It is known as a "living fossil".
You think, maybe in the eyes of people, you will also become a "living fossil" in human civilization. You will not wither or decay. You will always live in a corner of the world and fulfill everyone's expectations.
The sound of footsteps came, and Xi walked to your side and covered your eyes with her hands.
"Guess who I am?" She chuckled. She didn't know you were going to die yet. "..."You didn't speak.
This kind of petty fuss will only be "boring" for you. It has nothing interesting except a waste of time.
She stuck out her tongue and let go of her hand: "I haven't responded to my jokes recently... We are leaving this dimension tomorrow. I will take you to see the scenery of this dimension one last time..."
She pushed your wheelchair, "chacha", past the ginkgo leaves on the ground, and over the golden carpet.
You talked a lot, and you were like an old man who likes to reminisce about the past, retelling your past time over and over again.
You thought that in the first month, the nine of you went traveling together.
You think of your high-spirited and youthful attitude on the first battlefield.
When you think about the many rescues you have carried out with your companions, there will always be children pulling on your sleeves, as if you are a very secure person.
You think of the green vines in spring, the people who have lost their light in the darkness, the wine that Yue gave you, the white birds raised by Noah, the people fleeing in groups like ants, and the tea in Lin Guang's hand. .
You think...you think of many, many things.
Thinking of myself makes me feel reluctant to give up, and I start to get scared when I think of myself. My whole body trembles when I think of it, and my fingers can't hold the armrest.
The night sky was high and far away, and the heaven and earth seemed to be stuck together. The ginkgo leaves rustled and fell. Xi suddenly stopped and yawned.
"I'll take you back early
Go to sleep, your day and night are reversed during this period. After [two-dimensional] is turned on, you should adjust your biological clock." She said.
You smile, secretly feeling sour. You no longer have to adjust your biological clock... you no longer have another tomorrow.
December 31st. Early morning. Heavy rain.
You say goodbye to your companions one by one and let them enter the [2D] first. They will take one step ahead of most humans and arrive at the [2D] first.
You lie to them and say you will be there soon.
This is a remote garden villa, where you keep cats, and desserts and drinks are placed under the ginkgo tree. You sit on a chair, wave to them goodbye, and watch them step into the second dimension.
The ark of departure has arrived at hope. The end does not need you.
When Xi left, she smiled and waved to you, saying "see you later." Her figure disappeared among the data and quickly dissipated in the light.
"I'll clear the way for you first!" Rongyuan entered very quickly, and he was full of confidence in the future. When it was Beilisel's turn, he seemed to have a premonition of something, and suddenly held your hand tightly:
"Asa, I don't know what your plans are, but if you don't come, I will wait for you... until you appear in front of me one day, until the life of my soul ends, or I become a madman."
His gaze was like a chain, locking your stiff smile:
"You must come, you must show up, you know? In the valley, there will be a man named Beilisel, and he will protect the spring for you. You must remember me."
He held your hand, and his bones seemed to be rattling. He persistently wanted a promise from you. But you let go of his hand and looked at him silently in the rainstorm. Your sudden silence hurt him. He realized something.
"You-you!! Asa! You're not going to-"
His hand shook, and panic flashed in his eyes. Before he could grab you again, you quickly activated the authority and sent him into the second dimension.
After he left, you burst into tears. This was the most intense emotional outburst you had ever experienced.
It also makes you realize that you are not the incarnation of the will of the world - this is just a lie to make humans believe you, but you have deceived yourself into it, making you think that you have really become a god, and everyone's god.
You are just a human with a body age of 19.
Your name is "Asa Akto", a human being who is physically and mentally exhausted. Except for Lin Guang, all your companions have gone in. No one can see you, and you can finally cry.
Lightning splits the air in half, rain and cold wind pierce your eyes, and the coldness of the world merges into your empty thoughts.
"Actually, I don't want to die either..."
There seems to be blood in the mouth, as if there is a knife cutting open your armor, making you dripping with blood.
"I also want to see spring, I also want to live, and I also want to witness with my own eyes that you have a better life and a happy family..."
"But it's too late... This is something only I can do..." "Although I am young, although I am sorry." "But it is over."
"But it's over..." In the heavy rain, your figure was obscured by the rain curtain. There is no perfect ending for you.
All the preparations you have made before, all the bright futures you have planned for mankind - are all based on "you must die".
The beautiful blueprints you carefully drew for them, the perfect two-dimensional world you simulated thousands of times for them - you can't step into it.
"Death" is your only ending. The best ending.
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